Not long later, Nightmare left.

There were no reasons to remain in that shithole filled with greedy fucks. At least, in his opinion.

The Sword of endless resentment that he placed as a bet was one of his supreme items. A rank 7 item. It was something of immense value. No, it was something with no value as it was not something you could even ever buy.

Then again, he did not bet it casually.

It was worth it to get those two to agree to a deal.

He chuckled.

He moved at top speeds towards Vrislorin.

And then, he reached the continent. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he felt the impressive restriction placed on him and his cultivation.

“We should never have let this happen…” He thought.

Then, he grabbed the space in front of him and tore it open as if it was paper. A total darkness was uncovered and from within, countless red eyes.

In moments, shapes began to escape the darkness until there were hundreds covering the grounds in front of him.

They were all cultivators. They were. Past tense.

They were dead yet alive. No more than tools.

Preserved soul and body through evil forbidden and forgotten knowledge. They would have looked like any regular cultivator if not for their lack of eyeballs and empty sockets.

More and more kept coming out of the torn void.

Nightmare spoke. His voice was not loud but heard by all those poor captured souls: “Go forward, kill everything on your path except my disciple”

He laughed as he watched thousands and thousands of cultivators that he enslaved start running.

Sending five people? Sure! He would not even send one! After all, all of these ones were dead beyond dead!

Taking his disciple away? Search and rescue? No way!

Either he managed to escape himself or he died here!

He laughed as more of the living dead left the void.

…

Alexander called out to one of his aides: “Send the debtors to Vrislorin. Give them Jin’s details and tell them that whoever brings him back, alive, will be free from his debt. Teamplay is allowed”

Alexia added: “Of course, we are not sending them there ourselves, they are choosing to go there of their own volition, drop them a little off coast”

Alexander pondered for a moment before he also added: “And whoever of the employees wishes to go are allowed. I shall grant a wish to whoever gets him”

The aide’s eyes sparkled.

Alexander chuckled as he stated: “You can go as well once you’ve organized all this”

The aide nodded before bowing and then departing to take care of these things.

Alexia grinned: “It can’t be helped if so many are choosing to go there by themselves, now can it?”

Alexander laughed: “Of course not, my dear. It is beyond us.”

They kissed.

…

Meanwhile, far away, somewhere in the middle of the ocean.

Fumes stood on top of the water as waves hundred of meters tall crashed around him and lightning came down from the heavens.

To call this place a dangerous area was an understatement.

It was a forbidden area created by the ocean dwellers. The entrance to a jail. A jail that contained a single being.

A few moments later, the ocean stilled as the clouds stopped moving.

Ripples began to spread gently over the surface with the epicenter a few meters away from Fumes. He looked at it with a slight smile.

Slowly but surely, something came out of the water to stand upon it in front of him. It was a humanoid with the head of a seahorse.

Fumes greeted him with a cunning smile: “If it ain’t the mighty stallion of the ocean~”

The seahorse humanoid frowned as he coldly spat: “What are you here for, Fumes?”

Fumes grinned. Then, he continued: “How’s the queen doing? Last I heard, she was quite fond of horse riding~”

The seahorse glared angrily at Fumes without adding another word. Fumes laughed wholeheartedly.

This seahorse was an expert much like himself. However, instead of being free to roam around, he was stuck guarding the jail here.

For the foolish reason that he entered one of the very few holes he should never have entered.

When Fumes first learnt of it, it took him many hours before he stopped laughing. It took great courage to do what this horse did. It also took a whole new level of idiocy.

Fucking the Queen of the oceans while the King was away…yet still getting caught.

What a legend!

The seahorse was not able to contain his anger as he screamed at Fumes: “I asked you what you think you’re doing here?!”

The sky thundered along with his voice.

Fumes chuckled before he stated simply: “What do you think? It’s obviously not to see your ugly horse face”

The seahorse took a stance as a fishing rod appeared within his hands.

Fumes kept his hands behind his back as he asked: “Is the door down there?”

The seahorse did not respond nor move, staring intently at Fumes. Fumes nodded before he was slowly swallowed down by the water, diving for the deep feet first.

The seahorse did the same.

As they flowed down to the depths, Fumes asked: “You’re not going to stop me?”

The seahorse grinned: “What do you think I am doing right now?”

They both laughed.

Soon, they reached the very depth of the ocean. A gigantic door fifity meters tall stood on top of the sand. Hundreds and hundreds of spiritual algae clung to it and the chains that held it down and locked.

It was quite an impressive sight. Yet neither Fumes nor the seahorse cared.

Fumes looked deeply at the door before he said slowly: “Time to play, Clowny~”

The door shook once.

Then twice.

Then the chains began to rattle as the doors began to crack.

The seahorse moved to the side while Fumes stood there with a smile.

Then, the entire architecture exploded in many small pieces and out of the void, a being came out.

A little fish no longer than six centimeters remained there. It was mostly orange with a few black and white here and there.

What made it different from any ordinary fish was that it wore golden sunglasses and a golden chain hung from his ‘neck’.

As his face turned to Fumes, his mouth opened to reveal a row of golden teeth.